Chapter 166

The first to collapse was the Support System Soul Master.

His cultivation was the lowest, so he froze the fastest. Ice spread from beneath his feet to his knees, then climbed from his knees to his waist and abdomen.

His body began to tilt, like a tree uprooted from the ground, slowly and silently falling toward the floor.

The instant he hit the ground, his entire body was already covered in a thin layer of ice, like amber preserved for a thousand years.

Then came the two Agile Attack System Soul Masters.

They were fast, but their resistance to cold was not much stronger than that of the Support System Soul Master.

Icy mist seeped into their mouths and noses, freezing their breath. The two of them dropped to their knees one after another, their knees striking the ice with dull thuds. Then they pitched forward, lying motionless on the arena. Ice crystals grew from their collars, cuffs, and pant legs, like unknown moss creeping over their bodies.

Then came the three Assault Department Soul Masters.

Their builds were far sturdier than the others', and they forcibly held on for a few more breaths.

The young man at the lead was still desperately circulating his Soul Power, but it could not leave his body at all. The instant it surged out of his meridians, it froze into powder.

He watched helplessly as his teammates fell one after another, his eyes bloodshot as a beastlike growl escaped his throat.

But there was nothing he could do. Ice had already climbed over his chest, his arms frozen in midair, his fingers curled as though reaching for something, yet unable to grasp anything.

His eyes remained open, glaring at the blurry figure deep within the icy mist. Then White Frost formed on his